This was the Sunday lunch we produced at The Half Moon Pub when I was the licensee just over two years ago. Roast beef medium to rare , roast carrots and steamed broccoli Sunday Lunch has returned as one of the most popular dishes of the week for the British public. It is also one of the hardest meals to perfect if you are in the kitchen trying to produce it in a pub and make money from it and sell it a reasonable price. You set up your kitchen to cook for 60 -80 people, who will all arrive at the same time into what is an already busy pub. The football is on the big screen, its Arsenal V Man U and its three deep at the bar. Oh and I forgot to mention everyone who orders a Sunday Roast in your pub is also an expert at cooking it him/her self at home. They know exactly how they like their Beef cooked – Medium rare to pink, well thats half of them and the other half like it medium to well done. They all want an extra Yorkshire Pudding because we do them so well. The trick we found with Yorkshire puds was to leave […]
This morning we went for a trip to Wolverhampton to pic up the weekly veg. The fruit and veg market is not what it used to be when I was a kid, but then again nothing is these days. We visited the indoor market where we found The Spice Centre to stock up on all the ingredients you need for a curry. We then made our way outside to get some Vegetables from Bradleys, They have been trading in the market for over fifty years. However they are very concerned that when the redevelopment of the indoor market happens there will be very little left of the outdoor fruit and veg market. This problem is not exclusive to Wolverhampton, Markets have been disappearing all over the country , no doubt they are forced out of business when a huge supermarket springs up right next to them as happened here last year when Sainsbury’s opened a new 60 million pound store. Towns like Wolverhampton are suffering up and down the country and the problem is a hard one to solve. The supermarkets have large amounts of cash to invest in deprived areas which can be very tempting for local councils.You have the likes […]
A recent Sunday lunch in Kennington turned out to be a pleasant surprise. The Black Prince in Kennington has been one of those places that I have driven past for years and never ventured into. The Black Prince is a modest pub with bags of character standing on the end of Black Prince road near the junction of Kennington cross. The first thing I notice when we enter the pub is the old Double Diamond sign at the top of the bar, its carved into the wooden bar and backlit with red lights. Its very reminiscent of the 1970s’ when the Double Diamond Works Wonders advert was constantly played on our Tv’s. This pub definitely works wonders when it comes to customer service and attention to detail and landlord Mark Allan was working wonders on the floor, where he was in full control and looking like he was enjoying himself. He had a fair few customers to serve and when we got there at 2pm most of the 54 tables were already taken and so make sure you book a table as Sunday is when the pub is bustling with both diners and drinkers at the bar The food […]
College hospital Postcode for King’s Park Jobs I was visiting King’s College Hospital in Camberwell last week and popped into their shop to get a sandwich. I was shocked at the prices they were charging, A beef sandwich was £3.95 which seems a hell of a lot for a basic Sarine, this is the price you expect to see in Pret a Manger and other various Deli sandwich shops in London. When you are visiting a King’s Collage hospital you notice that the vast majority of the people there are not wealthy, they are ordinary people going about their business, struggling to pay the bills and yet they are being asked to fork out top dollar for basic sustenance while sorting out their health issues or visiting friends and family. This sends out a bad example of how we view people’s access to basic foods. It looks like it is reserved for those that can afford it .A hospital should set the benchmark for food standards and prices and it should be High on Quality and reasonable on Price. Come on Labour party! The cost of living crisis is what you should be focusing on in the run up […]
The Taj Mahal Indian Restaurant Streatham Back in the late 1980’s I shared a bedsit with my friend Dennis in Streatham, it cost £23 a week, unimaginable these days. In true bedsit tradition we had our local Indian curry house, we went there most weeks, eat the same dishes and always seemed to pay £22 for two. Recently when Dennis was back in London I returned to the restaurant for a trip down memory lane, some 20 years after my last visit. The Taj Mahal was established back in 1962, it has basic seating for about 30 people and a small bar at the front of the restaurant. On arriving we were met by the owner Moben, who remembered us from years before, he is very knowledgeable about his food and he made us feel very welcome. We chose starters of, Onion Bhaji, Prawn Puree, Vegetable Samosa and mains of Chicken Jalfrezi, Lamb Naga and for old times’ sake we had Chicken Korma and Lamb Rogan. The Naga Lamb was tender and fell apart in my mouth the flavour was excellent and the chicken in the Jalfrezi was perfectly cooked. The curries were very tasty and not overly spiced. We […]
Apparently its National Pisco Sour Day in Peru 1st February I discovered this only today on the fb would you believe. It reminded me of my time in Peru a couple of years back , I loved the Pisco Sour and had many when I was in Lima Here is the last one I tasted in the airport on the way back. The top is whisked egg white with a dash of Angostura bitters. The best Pisco Sour I had in Lima was at Huaca Pucllana a lovely bar at the historical site with my friends Javier and Ronald who runs Lima Walks
I made a cake at the weekend and here it is. A simple lemon zest sponge cake, it took me 20 minutes to make the mix, 30 mins in the oven. As the cake was cooling I dropped some Lyle’s Golden Syrup into the hole at the top which gives it a lovely sticky texture that goes well with the lemon zest in the sponge.
This is a dish recently cooked for me by my friend Dennis whilst visiting here from Australia. I didn’t like the look of it at first but was pleasantly taken with the flavour and from what I remember you wrap the sweet potato in foil and bake and then peel off the skins and mash the potato into a thick mix, add some butter, 2 eggs, milk, almonds, sultanas, cinnamon and brown sugar. You then bake it in the oven until it gets a nice toasty crust. Its an old school comfy pudding, goes well with ice cream. It fits in well with halloween, conkers and bonfire aromas, school dinners all rolled together.
The thought of a trip to the dentist when you know there’s going to be bad news is not something I relish but the pain has been so excruciating that I just want to get in the chair and scream ‘’Get this thing out of my mouth’’. I sit down in the chair and press my thumbs against my forefingers and squeeze hard. I’m hoping he can’t read my mind. I know I know, floss in the mornings- floss in the evenings. How many do you smoke sir? Ooh I gave up last week, just after this tooth started giving me gip. (This is me talking to myself of course.) Thankfully my dental technician is not one of those finger-wagging flossers. I think we sorted that one out on my last visit. After all who is paying your wages my good dentured friend? My last memorable extraction was over fifteen years ago and I don’t think I have suffered from having one less tooth in my head but as you get older the thought of losing teeth gets a bit scary. I’m thinking, how will I eat Steak with two teeth missing on the left side of my jaw? […]
Up for a laugh on a Wednesday night back in February I headed up town with a mate for a date with Frank Skinner and Friends. Mikey is hungry and we stop for a butchers at a steak house on St Martins Lane, blow me they are charging £ 22 for an 8oz sirloin, not surprising then that there’s only 6 people in pre-theatre. The exterior looks enticing , they’ve gone for the ‘butchers shop’ look, hooks and chains in the front window, but they’ve not quite carried it off , its too polished, not enough blood and sawdust flying around. We skirt around the sirloin and make a quick dash to Leicester Square for some KFC. My mother would be appalled if she could see me walking along the street munching on a piece of greasy ‘one-ninety-nine’ chicken. I have to say though, it was delicious and seemed to fit in well with the night’s entertainment. We’d had a few beers on the way and arrive with a minute to spare at the Noel Coward Theatre , the bell is ringing as I pop into the stalls bar and order a couple of beers, £9 for two bottles of […]